What to do next, Cheng Yu and the others did not see it with their own eyes, they only heard that Elder Wu was furious and ordered the deacons of the sect to conduct a comprehensive and thorough investigation of the entire Qiankun Sect. Once it is found that any disciple has improper mental skills and uses evil things privately, he will be severely punished by the same law. For a time, everyone in the sect was in danger, and the disciples did not dare to make mistakes easily.

I heard that Wang Li and the deacons who sent disciples at will were all severely punished.

The culprit this time, Liu Yun, was sent by He Zhongfa to the forbidden place of the sect - Wuya Valley to be imprisoned for three years. In this way, Elder Wu Qinghe didn't say anything anymore, because for a disciple of the fifth level of Qi cultivation in Wuya Valley, it was most likely that there would be no return when he entered.

Regarding Cheng Yu's identity, the sect did not pursue it at all, and the women in the immortal cultivation world dressed up in order to protect her body, which was normal in the eyes of the sect.

The sect gave each of them a hundred spirit stones, and assigned each of them a separate small courtyard, which had shown comfort and stabilized the hearts of the low-level disciples of the Qiankun Sect.

Cheng Yu and the three of them returned to their small courtyard, which was actually in a vacant place on the outskirts of the original handyman's residence. But it's already good for a miscellaneous disciple. The three of them live next to each other.

They were in no mood to talk about this for the time being, and when they came to their residences, they entered their own courtyards one after another.

After entering the room, Cheng Yu fell on the bed and said, "Say, who are you?" The room was empty, and after a long time, a childish child's voice sounded in Cheng Yu's head: "Poor monk, poor monk is a person in the heavenly realm Zen, and the law name is Yunjing." ”

Cheng Yu has been terrified when he heard this voice when he left the hall at the beginning, and now he is indifferent, this is the world of cultivating immortals, and anything can happen. And she already had a vague guess about the identity of this voice.

However, she couldn't help but laugh when she heard the owner of the baby voice call himself a poor monk.

"Where's Heavenly Zen?"

"In the Western Heaven Domain."

I haven't heard of Cheng Yu either.

"You're a monk?"

"Poor monks are Buddha cultivators!"

"You're the golden light?"

"Yes and no." Yun Jing muttered in a child's voice.

What is this called? As if hearing Cheng Yu's heart, Yun Jing babbled a lot.

It turned out that he was a Buddhist cultivator who had attained cultivation in the Heavenly Realm. Because his master said that his penance is useless, he should still feel it everywhere. So I went out of the Heavenly Realm Zen alone, but I didn't expect that it was a battle between immortals and demons, and there were deaths and injuries everywhere. He overlived his soul everywhere, and unknowingly went to the Immortal Demon Battlefield. He didn't remember what happened then, and he was already in Chengyu when he woke up.

What he doesn't remember Cheng Yu has already made up for his brain, and it goes without saying that the battlefield of gods and demons is full of killings from you to and from me, and people are fighting there happily, and you are a Buddha cultivator on the side to purify sentient beings and surpass the soul. Isn't this Chiguoguo's saying that people are evil, and this is not a minute to be seconds?

Hey, the battle of immortals and demons? Cheng Yu sat up.

According to the records of the annals of immortal cultivation, the latest immortal and demon war must have been nearly 10,000 years old, right?

"What? Years? The voice in my head sounded again.

"You know what I'm thinking?" Cheng Yu felt that there was no ** at all, this guy could know what she was thinking.

The voice did not answer her, but kept murmuring: "Time has passed, the vicissitudes of life ......" The immature voice carried endless vicissitudes.

"Don't be upset." Cheng Yu comforted that she could experience the feeling of being alone in a strange place.

"Poor monks are not sad."

"Well, you just have a hard mouth. So how do you get back? ”

"The poor monk doesn't know."

"What are you now? Demons, demons, ghosts, monsters? ”

"The poor monk doesn't know."

"And what else do you know?"

"The poor monk doesn't know."

Cheng Yu fell. This guy really doesn't know anything.

"Then how did you wake up, don't you tell me you don't know?"

This time, he knew: "Buddha power, the poor monk felt the Buddha power." ”

"Is that the golden light?"

"Hmm."

Cheng Yu asked a lot of questions until Yun Jing stopped speaking. Although he was limited in what he could answer, Cheng Yu still knew the answer that puzzled him all along.

Yun Jing is the golden light in her body, because she continued to absorb the aura, so that his golden light gradually increased, causing him to wake up. Although he was the reason why Cheng Yu had not been able to draw qi into his body, Cheng Yu was still extremely grateful in his heart, it was Yun Jing who saved her as soon as she came to this immortal cultivation world, even the red bone skeleton this time. Maybe even that escape from the hands of the big man was that time?! He had saved her so many times without knowing it.

Since this is the case, as long as she continues to improve herself, will one day Yun Jing be able to return to his Western Heaven Great Domain?

It's too far to think about this, and when you delay, you can draw qi into the body. Cheng Yu immediately sat up, sat cross-legged, palms facing the sky, closed his eyes, and felt the aura around his body......

Suddenly, the 'swastika' character in the depths of her soul flashed, and a long string of golden runes swirled, circling in Cheng Yu's mind, and when she saw the runes clearly, she was overjoyed, this is a practice "Fan Du", an introductory exercise? It's really a pillow when I was sleeping.

Cheng Yu remembered the mantra and began to absorb his anger.

Time passed little by little, and Cheng Zhiyun felt a trace of aura flowing into her body, flowing down her body into the dantian. As the aura grew more and more, she began to feel that her body was a little swollen, and she immediately tried to use the magic decision.

This time, unlike before, the aura disappeared when it entered the body, but slowly and directionally traveled throughout the body, and then merged into the dantian, and slowly the aura swam for a week.

There was a 'squeak', as if a door was opened. There was a bang in my mind, and the sea of knowledge was first formed. She could see the golden light in the sea of consciousness.

When the dantian began to burn and he could no longer inhale a trace of spiritual energy, everything in his body was able to stop.

Cheng Yu opened his eyes and felt that his eyes had become extremely clear, and the rest of the organs felt dozens of times more sensitive than before.

She actually breathed into her body? A burst of joy in my heart. She finally succeeded.

"But donor, you stink." A voice interrupted Cheng Yu's joy, making her face stiffen.

Sure enough, there was a layer of dark impurities on his body, and the whole room was stinking all over the sky.

"Can you smell it?" Cheng Yu spoke out angrily, even if it was the truth, she couldn't tell it directly, didn't you know if she was a girl?

"Poor monks can't."

"Then you ......"

"Feeling."

Cheng Yu rolled his eyes and rushed out to bathe.

Waiting for Cheng Yu to clean up herself and the room, she couldn't wait to concentrate on her luck, the feeling of spiritual power coming out of her hand was real, but not only the appearance of spiritual power, but also a trace of golden light was condensed, could this be Buddha power?

In this way, she went back to bed cross-legged and continued to cultivate.

In this way, Cheng Yu cultivated day and night, and when he was hungry, he would eat a Bigu Dan. The time for cultivating immortals passed quickly, like a white horse passing by, and a month passed in a flash.